Novel & Cerita Keyshia Cole Sextape

“Aimee, what are you talking about? How do you know this?” “Derrick told his cousin he and Sophie had sex after they broke up when she went to pick up her things, and she got pregnant because they didn’t use protection! Derrick confronted her, and she admitted it to him, but then slapped him with a confidentiality agreement and a payout to keep his mouth shut and sign away his rights to the baby.” She explains, and I gape at her in utter shock. “That stupid bitch Sophie’s been lying to trap Cole and force him to marry her.” I felt paralysed; my feet felt like led. “Shayla, what are you waiting for? GO TELL COLE!” She screams at me, and I pace back and forth. My hands and knees were shaking f

Kevin continued, his voice breaking, “But I recorded it. For the board. For myself. Because I couldn’t forget what I saw.” He reached into his coat and pulled out a small USB drive. “If you won’t believe my words, then watch it yourself.” He handed the USB to the tech team. The room fell into absolute silence as the technician connected it to the system and brought it up onto the massive screen. The video began. It showed Rhea entering the hotel room. She was blushing and looking nervously over her shoulder. Then, three men appeared, they were half-naked and easily recognisable. “She’s disgusting!”

, he said to Tiesha. "Cos this your fucking last weekend before going to school, ya wanna ruin ya life?!", he was yelling at Kiesha. "Lowe, I'm sorry". "I swear to God, LaKiesha Grace Kona-Reys. Imma kill ya", Lowe said slowly to her. "They caught her stripping, she was giving a damn show to every fucking cunt. Imma send ya a video now", he was talking to Tiesha again. Just then, Tiesha saw the pop up and opened the message immediately.

The drive to the new apartment took nearly two hours. When I finally stepped out of the car, I took the private elevator straight up to the penthouse. The moment I pushed open the double doors, I froze. Keisha lay sprawled on the wide leather couch, completely naked. Her smooth, tanned skin glowed under the soft golden lights. Her slender legs were spread wide, knees bent, giving me an unobstructed view of her glistening pussy. Several vibrators lay scattered beside her on the cushions.

The girl was being extra loud and moaning. “Oh god, yes…Seth.” “Seth…” The girl in the video was Staysha. It was a very old video, one that I was sure I’d deleted. A chill ran down my spine. Who could be evil enough to leak this?

pumps, for lack of a better term. “Aunt Teya and I coordinated,” Kaileeh informed me. I looked between the both of them. “Open the other bag,” Kaileeh urged. Opening the other bag, I wanted to disappear. Inside was a pair of handcuffs, a whip, and eatable body paint. I dropped all of it back into the bag and groaned, mortified. I knew this shouldn’t be such a big deal considering I’d already had sex with Jarren. What made it so bad was the thought of other people knowing we had sex, or well, would have sex.

Confused by their sudden shift of conversation, Selena turned towards the aggrieved Keisha asking, “what’s going on? What did Jake say?” “Don’t you dare!” “She was the one that hire those scum and plotted the entire attack on Erika, she stole the keys to Lisa’s father boat and provoked Jake into attempting to rape her…” Keisha blurted out despite Britney screaming in anger, rushing forward pointing her fingers threateningly, intending on slapping the girl. Unfortunately, before her hands could retaliate it was caught in a tight grip, rudely yanked and squeezed in rage. “You did what!?” Jeremy could no longer contain his pent-up fury, staring at the stunned girl in complete hatred.

“Is that what I am now?” Jane held her gaze. “That’s what you chose to be. Aren’t you ashamed? Snatching your half-sister’s boyfriend and even getting pregnant for him?” For a second, something flickered in Keisha’s eyes. Not anger. Something sharper. Then it was gone. “Please, that has nothing to do with you,” Keisha said. “I know Zara isn’t just working with him. That girl is too fifty. She’s sleeping with him, isn’t she?”

She's facing forward, reclining back on his shoulder with her head thrown back and her mouth slightly open. I flip to the next one. Shea with two guys, one with his hand fisted in her hair, and the other cupping her breasts from behind. Her eyes look out of focus and her dress has been slipped from her shoulders, leaving her breasts completely exposed. My pulse is deafening in my ears and my chest feels like it's filling with lead. It's hard to breathe. The next photo is Shea, on her hands and knees, crawling seductively toward a boy who's shirtless. I recognize the face as Tyler Dashell. His eyes are darkly trained on her face. There's something I don't recognize in her expression. It looks

"Don't let her fool you! She could have faked these!" "We can get this stuff with a simple investigation!" William's voice booms. "Do we need her to provide it?" William throws a USB drive at Damien's feet. "Every video corresponds to one of those photos. See for yourself." Damien's hands tremble as he picks up the drive. His wolf instincts are screaming that something is terribly wrong. Margaret sets up her laptop on the desk, her face grim. The first video loads. Damien watches in growing horror as Celia appears on screen, clearly recognizable, clearly willing.